Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

ANASTASIA

After my workout sessions today, I felt extremely rejuvenated. After a mild all-round cleanup of the house, I realized that the house was practically devoid of all these essentials. It was worse in the kitchen. Dennis has been the one doing most of the cooking so it was understandable when I saw the container where the grains were stored was empty. There was just about a spoon of oats left. The only things in that kitchen right now were the furniture, cheese, milk, water and coffee.

It was a good time to go grocery shopping. Besides, it's been a while since I went out to shop for anything.

So I got ready, hopped in a taxi and went straight to the grocery store.

As I looked through the ingredients on the cookies, I heard a sudden shriek come out of nowhere. I and the other customers turned around to see Nora, my ex colleague, gaping at me.

"Oh my worlds! Ana, is that you?" She yelled from across the room and obviously, the eyes of the other customers now settled on me.

I flashed an apologetic smile their way, then I dropped the box of cookies in my shopping cart and wheeled it as I walked to meet Nora halfway, a huge smile on both of our faces.

"Hey, girl," she drawled as soon as we met in the middle of the aisle and she pulled me in for a hug. "It's been such a long time. How're you?" She rushed out as she pulled away from the hug and took a step back. I shrugged, "I've been good. How're you?"

She waved one of her hands in the air, "forget about me, I'm great.' She took my wrists and took another step back, her gaze roaming my form. "Girl, you look good."

I briefly wondered if she noticed the slight bulge I still had after giving birth.

"Thank you," I smiled. "You look great."

She sighed. "Gosh. I miss you so much. How's life?"

"It's all great. What are y-"

"Nora?"

We both turned back to see about three of my other ex-colleagues.

Oh God, please no.

time I prayed that they wouldn't recognise me. "Is

girls!"

squealed as they rushed forward and got in an extremely uncomfortable

because I didn't

so good to see you, Ana," they chorused

to see you too, guys. It's been

just came shopping and it turns out we all picked the same days to shop. We met quite a while

went

I answered slowly, cautious. "He's

hoping that that would be it and we can just finish our shopping and go our ways but they

your daughter too? I hope the

the look on the faces of the others too, it was apparent that they also knew

fine. The therapies are going well," I answered with a

one with short hair pouted. "Poor girl.

think she said more about

unfair but zoned out.

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Sharon, I and a very few people know about Amie's condition.

wasn't a yapper.

could have

pray she recovers soon," Nora said to me, one

you so much,

finally go their way, another one spoke up. "How's your son

What the actual fuck!

child, they know it's a boy

very

smile when all I wanted